Jun Yiyi hurriedly found the number of the stolen lady soldier, "Uh... I lost contact with my commander and now I don't know what to do?"
"Does Yalan have girls as fighter pilots too?"
The other person's voice seemed a bit surprised, and the tone softened.
"Which division are you in?"
Jun Yiyi thought, oh no, they're checking identity now. If I'm exposed, I'll probably die even worse.
She cautiously probed, "Second Division."
"I see," the other person's stern voice softened quite a bit, somewhat comforting, "Your division's captain has died. Please accept my condolences."
Jun Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and couldn't help marveling at her luck, stumbling around like that and still dodging calamity.
As for condolences, sorry, she didn't even know who that captain was. What's there to grieve?
"The captain's already dead, so I..." Jun Yiyi was about to say, I'll head back.
